Dreaming Real: The Empty Shelves
I woke up this morning at about ten minutes to five, needing to answer (as they say) the call of nature. But it took me several minutes to get out of bed, because I’d awoken from a dream of startling clarity — everyday clarity, at that, with nothing fanciful or otherwise “dreamlike” about it — and for whatever reason, I thought I needed to hang onto the details. The dream went like this…
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